^ Ha, it's okay
racefh, I'm sure someone else had the same thought as you when the tape was brought into question. :lol:
Hee. Thanks so much for the reviews everyone!
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Miami, Hummer
Anni: *shaking head* You're really useless, you know that?
Speed: *looks over* Excuse me?
Anni: You won't take money from my mother, you won't ask your mom for anything and you just want me to sit back and suffer because your stupid health plan won't kick in gear for their gigantic fear of experimental medication.
Speed: First of all, we already owe your mother money and secondly, we'd run into the same problem with my mother.
Anni: It could be a gift instead of a loan.
Speed: She doesn't even know you, she's not going to hand over money.
Anni: How would you know? Did you ask?
Speed: No.
Anni: So this is the perfect time.
Speed: Anni, we're going to figure this out on our own.
Anni: No we aren't. If we could, we wouldn't have a problem right now! You're so stubborn! What, do you not care? Is it because you're not the one who's sick? Is it because I'm a woman? I don't have as much value as you?
Speed: Stop thinking like that.
Anni: Don't tell me what I can and cannot think.
Speed: Fine. Is there anything else I can't say around you? Just let me know so I don't make you bitch at me.
Anni: *glaring* On second thought, don't take me home. Take me to my mother's house. At least she can cook and make a bed properly. That is if you can manage to stay on your side of the road.
Speed: I
am on my side of the road. Your perspective's just off because you're in a bigass vehicle.
Anni: Oh MY perspective is off? You're the one wandering over the center line!
Speed: I'm not wandering!
Anni: WATCH THE ROAD!
Speed: I AM!
Anni: RED LIGHT!
Speed: *slams on breaks*
Anni: *covers forehead*
Speed: *staring at road*
Anni: *angry sigh*
Light turns green
Speed: *slams on gas*
Anni: *grabs seat* Slow down.
Speed: So I'm not allowed to suggest you do anything but you can tell me what to do?
Anni: I'm the wife.
Speed: And that gives you special powers?
Anni: Would you slow down already? I'm pretty sure warp 10 isn't posted on the sign.
Speed: *frowning*
Anni: I don't even know why you're upset. I'm the one facing a whole bunch of sickness and pain. You get to go to work and avoid it all. Besides, you'll be with your
girlfriend Katie.
Speed: *looks at Anni*
Anni: You two spend a lot of time together.
Speed: We work together.
Anni: It's pretty obvious she's still pinning over you. I don't know
why. You'd think she'd have learned by now that you're an insensitive jerk.
Speed: Then why are
we married?
Anni: I don't want to die alone.
Speed: *looks at road* Good to know the love is in the air.
Anni: No, you know what? I shouldn't have to leave my home. Take me back to the apartment. You can go stay somewhere else tonight.
Speed: *lifts brow* Why?
Anni: Because I just don't want to see you right now, okay? You and your stupid useless health plan can go sleep somewhere else.
Speed: *sigh*
House, Miami, 9pm
Bailey: Aren't you glad you called in sick?
Lori: No. I can't flake out on too many days.
Bailey: But you had fun at the hair dresser, right?
Lori: Uh...*runs hand through hair* did they have to curl it just to straighten it?
Bailey: It creates waves.
Lori: My hair waves on its own. Seems kind of...redundant don't you think?
Bailey: Whatever, the new style brings out your eyes. You have
got to show me the beach tomorrow!
Lori: It looks like every other beach. Sand and half naked people.
Bailey: *smiles* Excellent. You have no idea how lucky you have it here, Lori. You've got this beautiful home, you're near all the beaches, you've got these pretty restaurants and it's so warm and friendly here. Now I know why I followed Scott all the way down the first time. I've fallen in love with just about everything here.
Lori: It's just a city.
Bailey: You're not much of a tropical city girl, are ya?
Lori: Not really. I prefer streets rather than beaches.
Bailey: Let's switch homes. You can go live in New York and I'll live here.
Lori: *laughs* Uh no. I'd rather find a happy medium.
Bailey: ...Chicago?
Lori: *smiling*
Doorbell rings
Lori: *runs to door, opens it*
Speed: *crosses arms*
Lori: You're about the last person I'd expect to see on my doorstep.
Speed: *looks into house*
Bailey: *throws plates into sink*
Speed: *looks at Lori* I was...wondering if you...had an extra...room.
Lori: Of course. Did you and Anni have a fight or something?
Speed: It was a...disagreement.
Lori: I see. A disagreement that got you the short end of the stick. *opens door wider* C'mon in.
Speed: *walks in*
Bailey: *smiles*
Heeeey, who's this?
Lori: My father.
Bailey: *smile fades* Oh. Cool.
Lori: Why don't you go upstairs and run a bath or something.
Bailey: *wide-eyed* You're going to let me use your jacuzzi?
Lori: If you don't make a mess.
Bailey: *salutes* No problemo. *runs upstairs*
Lori: *turns around* Sorry about her, she's visiting from New York. *smiles* So what was this argument about?
Speed: Not really any of your business.
Lori: I see. How come you aren't staying at mom's place?
Speed: I don't like her.
Lori: You don't like me either.
Speed: Lesser of two evils.
Lori: I'm honored.
Speed: *looks around*
Lori: Can I get you something? Soda? Beer?
Speed: No.
Lori: *nods slowly* Well I'm going to have a beer. *walks into kitchen*
Speed: *looks up at ceiling*
Lori: *walks over, sits on couch*
Speed: *looks at Lori*
Lori: *turns on tv* You're welcome to sit.
Speed: *walks over, sits*
Lori: *smiles* Hey police chases. My kind of TV.
Speed: *stares at television*
Lori: *looks over* You know you...
are allowed to say something. I don't bite.
Speed: I just have a lot on my mind, that's all.
Lori: What about?
Speed: Nothing you need to worry about.
Lori: Sorry, I'm going to worry anyway. That's the job of the daughter, it's to worry about her dad. Especially when he shows up at her door looking like he just got hit by a category 4 hurricane. So what'd you do? You lose your temper with her and she got angry and kicked you out?
Speed: My health plan won't cover her.
Lori: *smiles* See? We're opening the playing field of communication.
Speed: She's just frustrated with everything right now, she'll probably get over it but I don't want to anger it anymore than I already have.
Lori: A word to the wise, don't call a woman 'it' or your problems will likely continue.
Speed: You're giving
me advice.
Lori: I happen to know women, y'know, being that I am one.
Speed: *nods*
Lori: *looks down at beer*
Speed: You okay?
Lori: Yeah. I just realized I don't like beer. *smiles, places beer on table* You want to finish it?
Speed: No.
Lori: *nods* It's nice having some people in here. Doesn't feel so...empty.
Doorbell rings
Lori: *lifts brow* I didn't just imagine that did I?
Speed: I don't think so.
Lori: Alright. *stands, runs over to door*
Foyer
Lori: *opens door, lifts brows* Mom.
Katie: Okay I totally didn't want to bother you or anything but there's a roach infestation and I thought I could get rid of it on my own but I just ended up slipping and falling down the stairs so could I stay here until I get an exterminator?
Lori: *blinks* Um...
Katie: *looks past Lori* Hey is that Tim?
Lori: Yes. He's uh, staying here the night. He sort of had a disagreement with Anni.
Katie: YAY!
Speed: *looks over*
Katie: *runs in* HIYA!
Speed: *stands* I'm going to bed.
Katie: Oh nonsense! Hey is this your beer? Can I have it? *grabs beer, drinks* Whew, thanks I needed that.
Lori: *walks over* Uh Mom, I've sort of got a friend staying here too so I don't think you want to share a room or anyth-
Katie: HEY POLICE CHASES! *flops onto couch* Come sit. *grabs Lori*
Lori: AH! *falls over onto couch*
Katie: Do you have cable or satellite? *picks up remote*
Speed: I think I'll find a hotel or something.
Lori: No, Dad just...sit. Mom won't bother you.
Speed: *sits*
Lori: I think.
Katie: Who's this friend anyhow and where is he or she?
Lori:
She is taking a bath upstairs. She's visiting from out of state.
Katie: Oh goodie. It's like a party! Oooh you get SpikeTV, excellent. Ick, CBS. Who the hell watches that network? HEY TRANSFORMERS! I love this movie! *elbows Lori* Look out for Josh Duhamel, he reminds me of your Scott.
Lori: *frowns* Except he looks nothing like him, isn't an actor and probably doesn't have as much money.
Katie: Oh honey, he has money. You see the way he dresses? No poor boys dress like that. We're watching this.
Speed: *leans back on couch* If you cry at any time during this movie, I'm turning it off.
Katie: Shut up. *throws beer bottle*
KLUNK
Speed: *blinks* Um, ow. That was glass.
Katie: You deserved it. YAY! CAMARO! *claps* It's a Camaro, right?
Lori: *rolls eyes*
Katie: *slaps Lori* You need one of those.
Lori: *leans against Speed* No I don't.
Katie: I need me a man with a gun.
Lori/Speed: *look at Katie*
Katie: ...What? You guys are acting like I've already tried that once.
Lori: You're a moron, Mother.
Katie: Am not. Okay I'm a bit buzzed.
Lori: Were you drinking on the way over here?
Katie: Almost sort of maybe.
Lori: What the hell does that mean?
Katie: I had 2 beers. You can even count them, they're sitting in the cup holders of my car, open and everything.
Speed: I am so tempted to write you a ticket right now.
Katie: Write yourself a ticket.
Speed: For what?
Katie: For...being...a...a...for being here. THAT'S RIGHT! You shouldn't be here 'cause Lori loves me more. Get packin'.
Speed: *frowns*
Lori: Mom, I-
Katie: You heard me. Lori's MINE MINE MINE. I deserve to be here more than YOU.
Speed: No you don't.
Katie: Says who?
Speed: Uh, the US Constitution.
Katie: Pfft, I've never read it.
Speed: Obviously.
Katie: Get out.
Speed: Why don't
you get out? You're very disruptive.
Katie: 'Cause Lori would rather I be here than you.
Speed: I doubt it.
Katie: Oh yeah? I'm here all the time. Me and Lori have
bonded. What have you done lately? NOTHIN'.
Speed: Just because you're here all the time, doesn't mean you've bonded. It means you have no clue what personal space is.
Katie: Yeah right,
I'm the one with boundary issues mister AFRICA.
Lori: Stop. Both of you. Or
I'm gonna get a motel room.
Katie: *leans back on couch* Sorry. *sits up* But I'm NOT apologizing to YOU. I'm apologizing to Lori.
Speed: *shakes head*
2 hours later
Katie: ALL DONE!
Speed: Shh.
Katie: *looks over* What? *looks down* AWWW! She's ASWEEP on your chest.
Speed: *frowns* Talk a little louder.
Katie: I wanna poke her.
Speed: What are you, 5?
Katie: Makes me feel young. How come she never falls asleep on me?
Speed: Because you can't sit still for more than 2 minutes.
Katie: Can so. Pfft she's just playing favourites.
Speed: Sure.
Katie: So you gonna get up or what?
Speed: That would wake her up.
Katie: You can't stay here all night.
Speed: Just hand me the remote, I'll be fine. Besides, there's no way I'm sleeping in the same room as you.
Katie: You're so immature.
Speed: Goodnight, Katie.
Katie: Ugh, at least grab her a blanket or something. *pulls blanket off back of couch, places it down* There. I'll see you in the morning.
Speed: I have work in the morning.
Katie: Fine. See you...sometime at work. *walks upstairs*
Speed: *flips through channels*
TBC...........................
